Текст и перевод песни La Gossa Sorda - Respira (Live)

Respira (Live)

Tombar els carrers d'un poble

He tornat a vagar desficiós
Pels carrers del meu poble
Paissatge de grues i pols
Em van ofegant les hores

La vida passa com una processó
Amb regust d'immobiliària
Cacics i llepons, recepta mil·lenària

El que el poble vota va a missa
Columna de ciris obedient i sumissa
Seguint a la santa patrona
Camina segura la gent normal

I senyors amb maletins que compren terres
I venen sol·lucions de futur per cuatre perres
I ajuntaments obedients i també somrients
I un grapat de policies armats fins a les dents

Respira, sents com s'accelera el cor
Respira, sents com s'accelera el cor
Refarem l'alternativa i encendrem cada racó
Respira

I he tornat a vagar orgullós
Pels carrers del meu poble
Resposta i color
Ja van despertant les hores

Que la sang córrega encessa pel teu cos
I la paraula no ens quede buida esta nit de foc
En bacanal col·lectiva

El que el poble vota va a missa
Columna de ciris obedient i sumissa
Seguint a la santa patrona
Camina segura la gent normal

Inmigrants que sobreviuen com poden
I grans emprenedors que quan poden ens roben
I besen l'estampeta mentre es peguen colps al pit
Pagant tres euros l'hora, que fàcil fer-se ric

Respira, sents com s'accelera el cor
Respira
Respira, sents com s'accelera el cor
Refarem l'alternativa i encendrem cada racó

Respira, sents com s'accelera el cor
Respira
Respira, sents com s'accelera el cor
Refarem l'alternativa i encendrem cada racó

Pare mire i no puc evitar
Tota la ràbia que puc aportar
Vull mantindre la conciència intacta
Ben agarrat, ben agarrat
Jo tinc el mànec molt ben agarrat
Agafe paraules, dispare conceptes que tu no pots imaginar

I si la roda roda
I tu formes part de la cosa
Pot canviar d'un gir el tema
I aprendràs a tragar terra

I si la roda roda
I tu formes part de la cosa
Pot canviar d'un gir el tema (Vosaltres!)

Matemàtica, curiosa existència
Vivint component
Somiant amb la lluna

Pare mire i no puc evitar
Tota la ràbia que puc aportar
Vull mantindre la conciència intacta
Ben agarrat, ben agarrat
Jo tinc el mànec molt ben agarrat
Agafe paraules, dispare conceptes que tu no pots imaginar

Matemàtica, curiosa existència
Vivim com podem
Somiant amb la lluna

Matemàtica, curiosa existència
Esclaus d'un nou temps
Pistoles de fusta

Respira
Respira
Respira
Respira
Respira
Respira
Respira
Respira
Respira
Respira
Respira
Preparem a la terra vivia i ens anem a cada racó

Respira (Live)

Strolling through the streets of a town

I have returned to wander delirious
Through the streets of my town
Landscape of cranes and dust
The hours are choking me

Life passes like a procession
With an estate agent's aftertaste
Bosses and lackeys, an age-old recipe

Those who the town votes for go to mass
A column of candles obedient and submissive
Following the patron saint
Normal people walk confidently

And gentlemen with briefcases who buy land
And sell futuristic solutions for next to nothing
And obedient town councils and smiling too
And a bunch of policemen armed to the teeth

Breathe, can you feel your heart racing?
Breathe, can you feel your heart racing?
We shall rebuild the alternative and light up every corner
Breathe

And I have returned to wander proudly
Through the streets of my town
Answer and color
The hours are awakening

Let the blood run hot through your body
And let the word not be empty this fiery night
In a collective bacchanal

Those who the town votes for go to mass
A column of candles obedient and submissive
Following the patron saint
Normal people walk confidently

Immigrants who survive as best they can
And great entrepreneurs who rob us when they can
And they kiss the holy picture as they beat their chests
Paying three euros an hour, how easy it is to get rich

Breathe, can you feel your heart racing?
Breathe
Breathe, can you feel your heart racing?
We shall rebuild the alternative and light up every corner

Breathe, can you feel your heart racing?
Breathe
Breathe, can you feel your heart racing?
We shall rebuild the alternative and light up every corner

Father, look, I can't help it
All the rage that I can bring
I want to keep my conscience intact
Firmly grasped, firmly grasped
I have a very firm grip on the handle
I pick up words, shoot concepts that you can't imagine

And if the wheel turns
And you are part of the thing
The subject can change from one turn to the next
And you will learn to swallow dirt

And if the wheel turns
And you are part of the thing
The subject can change from one turn to the next (You all!)

Mathematics, curious existence
Living component
Dreaming of the moon

Father, look, I can't help it
All the rage that I can bring
I want to keep my conscience intact
Firmly grasped, firmly grasped
I have a very firm grip on the handle
I pick up words, shoot concepts that you can't imagine

Mathematics, curious existence
We live as best we can
Dreaming of the moon

Mathematics, curious existence
Slaves to a new era
Wooden pistols

Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Let's prepare the earth, let's live and go to every corner